Eternal Reign
Like a shadowy veil of silk, a rustling melancholy rainWhere all the words once said were swept
Over falls of hope for what is only lost
For one so dear, writes your name like a ghost
Penning elegiac postscript kept
In abstract landscapes pale as wilt thou ever admit it was vain
Is memory of the moment Light was thought to be
Bright as a dream of burning Night reigns eternally
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Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2017-06-30 at 23:30
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